The Boy II: Point of View

By now, the boy is halfway across the country. Sonic booms and swishes of wind

fill the air as he passes in the sky through each city. Anyone could tell he was seriously

on the move. He was heading to the one place Hancock would try to go after what

happened that day. He figured Hancock wouldn't try to go there immediately. He'd been

watching the both of them for sometime now. Even before Hancock was rehabilitated and

became tolerated by the people. He watched Hancock pass out on benches in drunken

melancholy, without a care of who saw or what people thought of it. He watched as

people passed and made faces and shouted names, he listened to radio stations chastise

Hancock ungratefully. He even called in to respond to one of the ingrate callers opinions

about Hancock.

"This is Electric 101.2, Caller, what do you think about Hancock's activities?"

The Jock asked enthusiastically.

"I think he's horribly insane, that report about the train incident was terrible."

"Well the man that was rescued didn't seem to share your opinion, he thanked

Hancock. The man had a family."'

"Look, the bottom line is that he could've done a better job with it, that train was wrecked entirely." The caller continued.

"Next caller, your opinion?"

This time, it was the boy.

"To the last caller, you're and IDIOT! You cannot seriously chastise a man who

saved another's life. Forget the train, it can be replaced. A LIFE cannot be. Imagine if

Hancock had not been there, the man rescued and several others might've died. So if you

were in his position, what would your choice be? A train or a life?!" The boy yelled.

After that call, the radio went quiet for a long period of time then went straight to

commercial and the previous caller almost crapped themselves. The jock couldn't believe

what he'd heard and the tech behind the glass told him to cut it straight to a break. On the

upside they got more ratings than ever before.

As the boy flies, he watches the each city he passes go through its routine. He

passes over crimes not caring who did what or what he "could" do to help stop it. He isn't

like Hancock, he doesn't care how people handle and preserve themselves, it was

their job to protect themselves and each other. Why should anyone have to do it for them,

all that said to him was that human are lazy and don't want to take the initiative.

The Boy concluded that he would reach his destination by the end of the night,

and that Hancock would reach it by the middle of the next day, maybe later. He figures

that the occurrence in New York would freak Hancock out enough to where he would go

to the only person that knows more about Hancock himself than he did: Mary.

As he descends blasting over various cities in Nevada he lands in Las Vegas for a

good night of female attention and drinking. Yea he was underage, in looks, but that

wouldn't stop him. He has his ways.